Volume III

Released in 2009 by Superpuma Records
Recorded in Shrimpmonkey Studio
Recorded, mixed and produced by Tobias Strandvik & Kamchatka


01 – 681
02 – Pathetic
03 – Astrobucks
04 – Look Over Your Shoulder
05 – See
06 – Wood
07 – Confessions
08 – Outnumbered
09 – Guess I’ll Be Leaving


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01 – 681

(Andersson)

The sun is rising
Early at dawn
Something’s calling
Already late
I don’t want but I have to
be on my way
Better keep my promise
at least one more day
 
Wheels are turning
Smoke in the air
The beast has woken
but I’m already there
I can’t feel my fingers
Gasping for air
Please say it’s the last time
I’m in despair
 
So this is how you wanna thank me
By turning your back on me while I’m on your side
Now it’s too late and you can’t change it
And I won’t be there for you when you’re on your own
 
681
I will never be your son
I won’t sign those papers
when the day is done
And the way I’ve been treated
oh, it’s making me mad
It could have been so different
I could have been glad
 
So this is how you wanna thank me
By turning your back on me while I’m on your side
Now it’s too late and you can’t change it
And I won’t be there for you when you’re on your own
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02 – Pathetic

(Öjersson)

When you left
I had to make this place my own
To get on with my life
Brought down all these boxes from the attic
to pack everything here
that had anything to do with you
Now that we´re through
I want to feel it too
Though that it seems I haven’t earned
So I might aswell try to learn right away that
 
This is always
Ever hear my sigh
This is always
No matter how you bleed it,
it refuses to die
 
But as I got to it
I was mesmerized
by every little detail
about every little thing
reminding me of what
in my head we once were
you and I
A refuge in this world of
plastic smiles and
avaricious thurst for reassurance
where we stood our ground
until you fucked up
And you fucked up bad
So why do I still feel that
 
This is always
Ever hear my sigh
This is always
No matter how you bleed it,
it refuses to die
 

And time takes care of nothing
 
This is always
Ever hear me cry
This is always
No matter how you bleed it,
it refuses to die
 
And time takes care of nothing
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03 – Astrobucks

(Öjersson)

The cardboard box that I use to mend my shoes
has shrunk to a couple of square feet
My diet consists of dandelion-roots
Sleeping on a dirt bed with thorn-sheets
Both of my socks are getting kind of stiff
since I ran out of toilet paper
And I don’t think that I’d ever change anything even if
I would come to see my state as a failure

 
My ambition
needs nutrition
for me to do something about it
 
But hey, it ain’t everything
Hey, it ain’t everything
Hey, it ain’t everything
though most peoples lives seem to be all about it
 
Earlier today I chopped my leg off by the knee
as I thought that it would add a little something
to my otherwise so meagre and fastidious cuisíne
and also, give the dog a new play-thing.
I’m nearly finished digging a hole in a dung-heep
Smelly but well isolated
At least now in the winter I will have somewhere to sleep
with my 38 degree radiator
 
My ambition
needs nutrition
for me to do something about it
 
But hey, it ain’t everything
Hey, it ain’t everything
Hey, it ain’t everything
though most peoples lives seem to be all about it
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04 – Look Over Your Shoulder

(Andersson)

Oh,
what have we done?
Is it true?
Is everything gone?
Why didn’t we
listen to you?
This could have had a different end.
I know.
 
So look over your shoulder, now,
and tell me what you see.
Does it make you proud
or do you have any regrets?
 
Empty
has this place become.
Tortured spirits of yesterdays children are
looking for a place to stay.
I’m sorry.
It’s all over now.
The thought of turning this around
is nothing but an empty wish.
 
So, look over your shoulder, now,
and tell me what you see.
Does it make you proud
or do you have any regrets?
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05 – See

(Andersson)

So this is your picture?
Well, that’s what you say.
That a square has four corners
and so it shall stay.
Wouldn’t it be better
if you were wrong?
Can’t you just open
both of your eyes.
 
Come on I’ll show you ’round.
Don’t be scared of what could be found.
So many things to see.
Come on, now, follow me.
Follow me.
 
So what is the meaning?
Why do I care?
All this is hopeless.
We’ve got nothing to share.
I don’t mean to judge you.
I don’t mean to preach.
I just wanna be a friend
that you can reach.
 
Come on I’ll show you ’round.
Don’t be scared of what could be found.
So many things to see.
Come on, now, follow me.
Follow me.
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06 – Wood

(Öjersson)

Sprung from earth just like a tree
A man with no identity
Flesh and bone like you and me
Exept for two extremities
From elbow down in hickory
It’s like genetic castaway debris
Was thrown together hastily
To form this mindless entity
 
The man with the wooden hands
The man with the wooden hands
The man with the wooden hands
The man with the wooden hands
 
Through watching too much MTV
He found who he wanted to be
Thinking songs in C-D-E
Seems to be the recipé
With these new clothes and accessories
It must be himself he aims to please
As it sure won’t work on you or me
A sorry sight half man half tree
 
The man with the wooden hands
The man with the wooden hands
The man with the wooden hands
The man with the wooden hands
 
Do the wooden hand now
It goes something like this…
 
The man with the wooden hands
The man with the wooden hands
The man with the wooden hands
The man with the wooden hands
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07 – Confessions

(Andersson)

Sleepless.
Weary again.
Questions
fill my head.
What could it be
that you need?
Is it me,
or is it my child?
 
Confessions.
Well, what can I say?
When passion
is fading away.
Satisfaction,
is it not for me?
All your actions
 
Confessions.
What can I say?
When passion
is fading away.
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08 – Outnumbered

(Öjersson)

Here they come,
the voices.
No use
to pretend
I can’t hear
them telling me
I Don’t
deserve this.
 
They rape my thoughts
and rob me of my self-esteem
until they alone rule
over whatever is left
of me.
 
If I were
to end myself,
will they
linger
with me in
the after-life?
Is it a risk
worth taking?
 
They rape my thoughts
and rob me of my self-esteem
until they alone rule
over whatever is left
of me.
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09 – Guess I’ll Be Leaving

(Öjersson)

I’ve come down from the high
Kissed my dreams goodbye
So I guess I’ll be leaving soon
 
My luck has run dry
And I can’t figure why
So I guess I’ll be leaving soon
 
I hardly got by
No matter how hard I tried
So I guess I’ll be leaving soon
 
And I’ve been living this lie
That’s starting to putrify
So I guess I’ll be leaving soon
 
As I can no longer rely
On what meets my eye
Well, I guess I’ll be leaving soon
 

As I can no longer deny
I do not qualify
Well, I guess I’ll be leaving soon
 
Since there’s nothing more to tie
Me to this world, I testify
I will be leaving soon
 
And when you pull the switch to let me fry
Relief will fill my last sigh
And the date I’ll be leaving is set soon
 
Guess I’ll be leaving
Guess I’ll be leaving
Guess I’ll be leaving soon
 
I’ve come down from the high
Kissed my dreams goodbye
So I guess I’ll be leaving soon
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